Ship: Tanaka/Nishinoya Fandom: Haikyuu!! Major Tags: None. Other Tags: dumb boys being dumb, "ur hot no homo lol", sharing beds, practice kissing Word Count: 598
I love this prompt so freaking much my dude, this is everything to me
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“I dunno about this…. Does it look weird? It looks weird, doesn’t it?” Noya complained into the mirror, running his hands through the short cropped hair at the sides of his head. He’d finally decided to get an undercut, and it seemed like he was having second thoughts.
“Don’t worry about it, dude. Your hair looks great,” Tanaka said. He rolled over on Noya’s bed, resting his chin in his hand as he watched Noya fiddle with hair gel on the other side of the room. “You’re like, really attractive. You know that, right? No homo.”
Noya made a weird noise in his throat and turned around. “Really, dude? You think so?”
“Yeah, man,” said Tanaka. “You’re hot.”
“Huh….” Noya turned back to the mirror, touching his hair lightly, almost absently. Even across the room, Tanaka thought he could see Noya’s reflection redden.
—
Noya was pretty sure this wasn’t how they were positioned when they fell asleep.
Tanaka was sprawled half on top of him on the tiny cot in the room the team were staying at during the training camp. Noya woke up to the feeling of Tanaka’s weight pressing into his chest, his arm draped over Noya’s shoulder. It wasn’t… uncomfortable. A little warm, maybe, but it was also… nice, in its own, totally platonic bro-y way. He liked the way Tanaka’s shirt was riding up, exposing his stomach to Noya’s own bare skin. He felt closer that way.
At some point, Noya must have shifted, because Tanaka stirred to wakefulness, yawning but making no move to untangle his limbs from Noya’s. “G’mrn,” Tanaka mumbled.
“Good morning.”
Tanaka buried his face into Noya’s neck. “Don’t wanna move. Smell good, dude.”
Noya turned his face into the pillow and tried not to blush.
—
“I’ve never kissed anyone before. What if I’m a really bad kisser?”
“You’re probably not a bad kisser. Well, not any worse than anyone else in a first kiss, I guess,” Noya reasoned. “I mean, I haven’t kissed anyone, either, so you’re probably not worse than me.”
“Dude,” Tanaka said. He sat up on Noya’s couch, propping himself up on his elbows and fixing Noya with a hesitant look. “Do you… do you want to practice?”
“Practice what?”
“Kissing.”
“Oh.” Noya thought for a second. On one hand, it would be his first kiss—but would it really count, if it was with his best friend? Probably not. “Okay,” he decided. “Yeah, let’s try it.”
“Cool,” Tanaka said. He scooted forward across the couch and into Noya’s space. “So, uh. Let’s do this?”
“Yeah.”
“Okay. Here I go….” Tanaka leaned in, hesitating just a moment above Noya’s lips before pushing the rest of the way forward and pressing their lips together. It was dry and chaste and only lasted for a second, but it still happened. The ghost of the feeling lingered even after Tanaka pulled away, his cheeks red and his lip caught between his teeth nervously. Noya couldn’t stop looking at his mouth.
“Uh,” Noya stammered, a little hysterically, “no homo…?”
“Yeah…” Tanaka agreed, but even as he spoke he was leaning forward again, drawing closer to Noya’s lips. Noya tilted his head up and they kissed again, longer this time.
“…Maybe a little homo,” Noya admitted when they pulled away a second time. “I sort of really like kissing you.”
“Same, actually,” Tanaka said. “I also really like cuddling with you, in like, a full homo way.”
Thank God, Noya wasn’t the only one. “So, yes homo, then?”
FILL: Team Daisuga, G
Fandom: Haikyuu!!
Major Tags: None.
Other Tags: dumb boys being dumb, "ur hot no homo lol", sharing beds, practice kissing
Word Count: 598
I love this prompt so freaking much my dude, this is everything to me
***
“I dunno about this…. Does it look weird? It looks weird, doesn’t it?” Noya complained into the mirror, running his hands through the short cropped hair at the sides of his head. He’d finally decided to get an undercut, and it seemed like he was having second thoughts.
“Don’t worry about it, dude. Your hair looks great,” Tanaka said. He rolled over on Noya’s bed, resting his chin in his hand as he watched Noya fiddle with hair gel on the other side of the room. “You’re like, really attractive. You know that, right? No homo.”
Noya made a weird noise in his throat and turned around. “Really, dude? You think so?”
“Yeah, man,” said Tanaka. “You’re hot.”
“Huh….” Noya turned back to the mirror, touching his hair lightly, almost absently. Even across the room, Tanaka thought he could see Noya’s reflection redden.
—
Noya was pretty sure this wasn’t how they were positioned when they fell asleep.
Tanaka was sprawled half on top of him on the tiny cot in the room the team were staying at during the training camp. Noya woke up to the feeling of Tanaka’s weight pressing into his chest, his arm draped over Noya’s shoulder. It wasn’t… uncomfortable. A little warm, maybe, but it was also… nice, in its own, totally platonic bro-y way. He liked the way Tanaka’s shirt was riding up, exposing his stomach to Noya’s own bare skin. He felt closer that way.
At some point, Noya must have shifted, because Tanaka stirred to wakefulness, yawning but making no move to untangle his limbs from Noya’s. “G’mrn,” Tanaka mumbled.
“Good morning.”
Tanaka buried his face into Noya’s neck. “Don’t wanna move. Smell good, dude.”
Noya turned his face into the pillow and tried not to blush.
—
“I’ve never kissed anyone before. What if I’m a really bad kisser?”
“You’re probably not a bad kisser. Well, not any worse than anyone else in a first kiss, I guess,” Noya reasoned. “I mean, I haven’t kissed anyone, either, so you’re probably not worse than me.”
“Dude,” Tanaka said. He sat up on Noya’s couch, propping himself up on his elbows and fixing Noya with a hesitant look. “Do you… do you want to practice?”
“Practice what?”
“Kissing.”
“Oh.” Noya thought for a second. On one hand, it would be his first kiss—but would it really count, if it was with his best friend? Probably not. “Okay,” he decided. “Yeah, let’s try it.”
“Cool,” Tanaka said. He scooted forward across the couch and into Noya’s space. “So, uh. Let’s do this?”
“Yeah.”
“Okay. Here I go….” Tanaka leaned in, hesitating just a moment above Noya’s lips before pushing the rest of the way forward and pressing their lips together. It was dry and chaste and only lasted for a second, but it still happened. The ghost of the feeling lingered even after Tanaka pulled away, his cheeks red and his lip caught between his teeth nervously. Noya couldn’t stop looking at his mouth.
“Uh,” Noya stammered, a little hysterically, “no homo…?”
“Yeah…” Tanaka agreed, but even as he spoke he was leaning forward again, drawing closer to Noya’s lips. Noya tilted his head up and they kissed again, longer this time.
“…Maybe a little homo,” Noya admitted when they pulled away a second time. “I sort of really like kissing you.”
“Same, actually,” Tanaka said. “I also really like cuddling with you, in like, a full homo way.”
Thank God, Noya wasn’t the only one. “So, yes homo, then?”
“Fuck yeah, homo.”
“Neat,” Noya said.
There was significantly more kissing after that.